On Baoding Street, Xihe City, a man with a baseball cap, sunglasses and mask on his head walked into an alley at the edge of Baoding Street.

The moon hangs high, and the pale light shines into the alley from afar, like a winding earthworm.

The gangsters squatting or sitting on the edge of the alley kept looking at him up and down, and there were also street girls standing in a row screaming at him.

After about three minutes of walking, seven gangsters finally stood up quietly and followed them all the way.

"Brother, is this person reliable? Dacheng and the others didn't do anything, I'm afraid there is no such thing as good as that, right?"

The yellow-haired gangster walking in the middle whispered, with a little hesitation on his face.

"You know a hammer when you are an egg ball, and Dacheng and others know a hammer even more!"

The person who spoke was the green-haired gangster behind the yellow-haired gangster. He also lowered his voice, but the disdain in his tone was very high.

"I'll talk a lot, please be quiet!"

The red-haired gangster walking in the front suddenly whispered.

In fact, he also saw that the man in front was unreliable and dressed so tightly to come to Baoding Street. He either sought revenge or avoided debts. None of them might be rich.

But their "Rainbow Gang" has not started meat for a long time, and all the good business has been taken down by Dacheng on the street. Those who can come through are either those who are not rich or those who Dacheng dare not mess with him.

He looked at this person and thought it should be the former.

But even if there is no oil or water, you have to take your brothers to make an order, otherwise the team will be difficult to lead once the hearts of the people are dispersed.

Just as he was thinking, the orange-haired gangster who was walking in the second suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Brother Xiaohong, he actually entered the 'ghost teeth'!"

When the red-haired gangster heard this, he immediately looked at it. It was indeed the deepest and most distant fork in this alley, Guiyakou.

Guiyakou is the most scary place in this alley.

There are often the most famous drug traffickers underground in Xihe City. All kinds of criminals have gathered together, and it is a place where you can hear screams during the day.

Although their Rainbow Gang is the second largest gang in the alley, they will be frightened whenever they come to Guiyakou.

Even Dacheng, the largest gang, is very taboo about Guiyakou, so if you can, don’t mention it, let alone come on.

So the Rainbow Gang seven gangsters, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, stood at the fork in the road, hesitating whether to follow.

Orange: "Then what... Brother Xiaohong, please say something..."

Hong: "How many times have Cao Nima said that she called me 'Brother Hong'! Don't call her 'Brother Xiaohong'!"

Orange, yellow, green, blue and purple: "Okay, Brother Xiaohong, I know Brother Xiaohong, then should we follow us, Brother Xiaohong?"

The red-haired gangster looked at the six neatly arranged people with black lines, and shook his head helplessly.

"Let's go, I've been following here. I'm all ghosts. Can you still be afraid of ghosts?"

After saying that, the red-haired gangster took the lead and stepped into the mouth of Guiya with heavy steps.

Suddenly, a cloud floated over, covering up the moonlight that was not very bright.

Inside Guiya's mouth, there were only dim street lights and a few barking dogs in the distance, as if everything was talking about the horror of Guiya's mouth.

The ghost's teeth and mouth open, of course it is going to eat people.

"Then what, I think that person is actually not very good. Why don't we let him go?"

The red-haired gangster shivered in an instant and said in a pretentious manner.

But there was no voice to answer him.

"Little orange? Little yellow? Little green? Little green? Little blue? Little purple?"

He asked softly while slowly turning his head.

No one.

With a word of "Damn" in my heart, the red-haired gangster immediately ran back to the main road of the alley as if he was running away.

The man who was silently watching him in front also slowly turned around and continued to walk forward.

It’s not someone else, it’s Chen Yuan who has disappeared for nearly a week.

After he left Tianmo Building on the first day, he went to the address given to him by Mo Shaohui. As expected, there was nothing left.

I heard from people living nearby that it was a fire accident and that it was really unlucky that a fire broke out during the failure of the psychic fire control device at home.

Chen Yuan didn't say anything and left silently.

As soon as the most obvious clue was broken, Chen Yuan had to start from another place. After returning from Linjiang, he kept wandering around the streets and alleys during the day, deliberately being robbed thirty-two times, deliberately being jumped eleven times by the immortal, and deliberately being stolen forty-four times.

At night, Chen Yuan wandered around various entertainment and indulgence occasions and contacted more than 70 drug dealers.

Finally yesterday, I found a gangster who knew and knew who had a syringe.

After some friendly communication, the gangster cried and told Chen Yuan about the ghost teeth in the alleys of Baoding.

In fact, what the gangster wanted to say from the beginning, after all, Chen Yuan didn't seem to be a good person, but he couldn't resist Chen Yuan's insistence on having a friendly exchange with him.

Afterwards, when he woke up and wanted to ask why, he found that he was tied up and placed at the door of the Chengxi Public Security Bureau of Xihe City. There were several companions around him, all of whom were tied up, and their goods were posted on everyone's chest.

Later, the gangsters learned that this Monday, criminals of all sizes were thrown at the police station every day.

This week, no one in the police station was late. After all, criminals who could pick up stolen people and get caught at work every day. Who would be willing to come at the right time?

The underground industry in Xihe City has suffered a very serious blow. Fortunately, Mo Shaohui is still supporting it, otherwise it will really become a stagnant pool.

Chen Yuan, who had wrapped himself tightly, walked to the middle of Guiya's mouth and slowly pushed open the inconspicuous door.

The room was like a grocery store. An old man in Tang suit wore a Tang suit hat, squinted his eyes and sat behind the counter, and the rocking chair under him creaked.

“What to buy.”

The old man did not open his eyes, but opened his lips lightly, and a tone like sandpaper rubbing came from it.

Chen Yuan was still quietly looking at the decorations in the house without saying a word.

The old man, who had been waiting for a long time, finally opened his eyes a crack, stared at Chen Yuan with slender eyes, and the rocking chair under him also stopped shaking.

"Dumb?"

Chen Yuan also turned his head to look at the old man. In his eyes, there was a little spiritual power flowing around the old man, but it was not strong.

Getting started with e-level.

This is a use Chen Yuan developed for his new vision, and he can judge his cultivation based on the strong spiritual power around him.

After drawing this conclusion, Chen Yuan thought to himself: It should be right.

He didn't say anything, but took out a syringe from his pocket.

At this moment, the old man's pupils suddenly contracted, but they were immediately covered.

And Chen Yuan had already captured this point, and the corners of his mouth under the mask were gently raised.

"Why are you mute?"

As if I didn't see it, the old man spoke impatiently and urged.

"Buy this." Chen Yuan finally spoke and placed the needle on the counter in front of the old man. "I know you have it, the price is easy to negotiate."

The old man was silent for a long time and finally said slowly: "I don't have any here anymore, I want to buy it and find another family."

Chen Yuan nodded, turned around and pulled the door to close.

"What do you want to do?"

The old man suddenly shouted loudly, although he was almost an e-level elite, his intuition told him that the people in front of him might not be easy to deal with.

Chen Yuan did not make a sound, but blocked everything in his face and turned his head to look at the old man seriously.

The old man looked confused and asked subconsciously: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yuan felt relieved, and it would be easier if he didn't know him.

He said solemnly: "It was Sister Mo who asked me to come and take it, and said you still have it."

Hearing that the old man slowly lowered his right hand, holding a sharp serrated dagger on it.

"Sister Mo San asked you to come? What else did she say?"

Looking at the old man who was a little loose, Chen Yuan continued: "Sister Mo said that this batch of goods is average and I want the latest one."

When the old man heard this, he looked at Chen Yuan's very solemn expression and finally put the dagger in his hand back under the rocking chair. He said helplessly: "Tell me to Sister Mo San, the last time the three bottles had been given to the three people from the Qinglong Gang as instructed. I don't have many here anymore. I can only ask Sister Mo San to ask the group of people overseas."

"So, are you a transit station?"

Chen Yuan suddenly asked in a very quick tone.

"right……"

As soon as he said a word, the old man immediately opened his eyes wide and stared at Chen Yuan. He also picked up the dagger under the rocking chair with his right hand, and shouted sternly: "Who are you!"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly and looked at the old man's azure blue pupils, not at all surprised.

"Tell me, what is the name of this medicine? In addition to Xihe City, where do you also deliver it to China? What are the quantities? Why?"

Several questions erupted from Chen Yuan's mouth, but the old man did not reply. A strong wave of spiritual power came from the old man's body. The next second, he waved the dagger with his right hand and penetrated it straight into Chen Yuan's shoulder.

But Chen Yuan seemed to have not seen it, and still dodged to the left, as if he was giving the vital point of his chest to the old man to pierce it.
To be continued...